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I reach down yawning a little and pick Bobs belt up off the floor. I went to hold it out for him and he fucking jumps up off the couch, totally unexpectedly and snatches it from my hand.

"Yeah, I took it off, it was kinda poking me too." He says and I just look at him. He's fidgeting with it trying to put it on his pants...And then its like, he looks down and sees he's got no shirt on and he grabs it up off the floor. While trying to step back into his shoes... all at once...it was like he couldn't get dressed fast enough. 

"What the fuck are you so jumpy for?" I tease him.

"I'm not." He mumbles and I reach over and poke him in the stomach. He jumps back like two feet and I laugh as he sits on the couch.

"See, you are." I tell him.

"Elle go get dressed and leave me alone okay." He says with out looking up from lacing his boots back up.

"Fine be grumpy." I sigh a little and I walk out of the living room leaving him alone. I guess he's not a morning person... As I went down the hall I heard Bob calling his mom... I don't know exactly what he was gonna tell his mom about why he stayed here or why he didn't go to school...Or if he was even gonna tell her that he was here...and I kinda didn't want to know...

I went down the hall and stopped in the bathroom. I turned on the shower and figured Id let the hot water run, heat up a bit before I got in... I washed my face and brushed my teeth and shit and then went to my room to grab some clothes. The fucking alarm clock was still ringing. 

Gus-Gus was pacing in his tank. I guess he didn't like the sound. And fuck its been ringing now for lets see... mmm.. 2 hours?

I walk over to the tank. The alarm clock was still ringing. I ignored it. "What's the matter Gus-Gus?" I say sarcastically looking down at him in his tank. "Can't sleep with that annoying beeping sound?" I ask him as the clock continues to beep. "Now you see what it feels like huh? With your fucking squeak squeak all night." I say reaching into to the tank to touch him.

I guess he was seriously stressed and didn't like my mocking him cause as soon as my finger was close enough he jumped up and bit it.

"Awww you mother-"I yell out clutching my finger the best I could. Fuck. It was the same finger I cut on the milk that day. He fucking tore it back open.

"Damn it Elle." I hear Bob say behind me. He reaches over and takes my hand and holds it up squeezing it a little.

"What are you doing in here?" I ask him wincing a little. He was squeezing my finger so hard, it hurt. But it wasn't bleeding as much.

"I came to shut the fucking alarm clock" He tells me and I just look at him. "I'm sorry, I didn't know you were in here... You said you were gonna go take a shower, and I heard the water running and the fucking clock was still beeping...." He says trying to explain as he he's pulling me towards the bathroom.

"He fucking bit me, did you see that?" I ask Bob as he pulls the box of band-aids from the cabinet with one hand. He was still squeezing my finger tightly in his other hand. "That little motherfucker jumped up and bit me." I tell him.

"I saw Elle." He says shaking his head a little as I hopped up and sat on the counter next to the sink.

"Say it Bob." I tease him.

"What?" he says a little confused.

"That he's a fucking rat!" I laugh and he smiles.

"He is." He says trying not to smile as he rinses my finger under the sink. He pulls it out and dries it off and puts a band-aid on it. "There you're done." He says proudly.

"Nu- uh." I say swing my legs a little as they dangled off the side of the counter. "You didn't kiss it." I say holding my finger up and smiling. I was teasing him. Theres no way hes gonna kiss my finger...I figured he curse me out or something.... but he didn't... he grabbed my finger and kissed the tip of it softly. I was totally taken aback. "Now go take your shower." He says turning abruptly and walking out shutting the door behind him...

That was weird... Fuck Bob acts strange in the morning...

When I got out of the shower I realized that I didn't bring any clothes with me. I wrapped the towel around me a ran down the hall. I could hear the TV on in the living room. Bob must be watching it waiting for me...

I closed my door and started to get dressed... Oh fuck I should call Gerard... Let him know I'm home and not in school...

His phone rang a few times before he picked up. He sounded like shit. No hello?, who's this?.nothing...

"Why the fuck aren't you in school?" he grumbles into the phone. Fucking caller id...

"I over slept. Fuck baby you sound horrible." I say and he coughs a little.

"Overslept?" He repeats back to me.

"Fucking Gus-Gus wheel squeaks." I complain. "He was on it all night." I say and Gerard laughs a little.

"Get some uh WD-40 and spray it on there." He tells me like I know what the fuck he's talking about. Its like he could see my expression through the phone cause he adds. "Is Bob still there? Ask him to do it babe." He says as Bob knocks on my door. I go over and open it. I guess he wanted to see if I was ready yet. I wasn't. I motioned for Bob to come in and he sat on my bed.

"Yes Gerard...he's still here. I'll ask him... and don't worry he didn't leave me, I'm not in my house all alone." I say teasing him a little as I tried to brush and dry my hair with one hand and the phone in my ear. Bob sat back on the bed a little. I guess he figured I was gonna be a while...

"He slept on the couch?" Gerard asks and I pause. First cause it was a strange question and second cause I didn't know what to say. I could just say yes. Yes he did sleep on the couch and leave it at that. He didn't ask where I slept... so that wouldn't be a lie... but its not the whole truth...Gerard sensed my hesitation I guess cause he calls my name. "Elle?" He was waiting for an answer.

"Remember when we talked about telling the whole truth and not just part of it." I say lowering my voice a little.

"Yeah."  I hear Gerard say hesitantly.

"Mmm I kinda have to tell you something." I say and I can hear him sniffle a little but he doesn't say anything. "I um slept with Bob last night...." I say there's silence on the line. I mean I can hear him breathing cause he was so congested but he wasn't saying anything. "Gerard?" I say checking if he was still there.

"You better fucking finish that sentence Elle." Gerard says to me, kinda harshly too.

"um on the couch?" I say not sure of what else he wanted me to add. Bob jumps up off the bed startling me I drop the phone a little from my ear.

"Fuck Elle!" Bob's yelling at me too now. "You slept NEXT to me on the couch. Not WITH me." He says and I shake my head. "Tell him that!" He yells and I take a step back.

"It's the same fucking thing." I say pulling the phone back up to my ear.

"No its not Elle." Gerard yells roughly into it.

"God you're both so fucking grumpy in the morning... what the hell is wrong with you guys?" I say rolling my eyes a little.

"Let me talk to Bob please... Elle..." Gerard says and I sigh and hand Bob the phone. I went into the bathroom and started blow-drying my hair. I was almost done when I saw Bob in the mirror behind me. He was holding out the phone for me.

"I'm gonna go start your truck." He says smiling a little. He wanted to drive it... it was so fucking obvious he had a hard on for my truck.

"The keys are on the hook." I call out as he goes down the hall.

I pull the phone back up to my ear. "mmm hello?" I say softly into it.

"Hello Elle." He sighs a little.

"You gonna yell at me again?" I say softly.

"I didn't mean to yell at you Elle." He apologizes a little.

"Fuck. I should be apologizing to you. I call you up when you're sick and I fucking aggravate you. I'm sorry Gerard." I say and he coughs a little. "Look baby go back to bed and um I'm gonna go to the supermarket and shit and I'll pass by later." I say pulling the phone close to my ear.

"All right my love." He says sniffling some more. "Hey you didn't peek at your dress did you?" He asks and I laugh.

"Elle I'll know if you did!" He tells me and I smile.

"How?" I ask shutting my eyes and listening to his voice...

"I'll just know." He says and my heart aches for him...I could almost see him...

"I hung it in my closet." I say sighing a little. "Its still in its bag.. don't worry." I say to him.

"mmm it better be." He says softly.

"Oh Gerard, I miss you." I purr a little. He sighs.

"I miss you too." He says softly.

"Mmm go get some sleep Gerard. I'll come by later." I tell him before hanging up... I was gonna go by his house later...Even if he wasn't sick. I wanted to see Helen... maybe ask her if my papa ever mentioned anything about my mom or even my dad... It was a long shot, but it was all I had...

I go outside and Bob's sitting in the driver seat of my truck. I don't say anything. I just climb in and put my seatbelt on. He really seemed to be enjoying driving it too... Fuck. It looked like I was never gonna get to drive...my own  fucking truck too. At least not with the guys around. They'll be fucking all over it. The only time I'm gonna get to drive it is when I'm alone and if Gerard has his way that'll never happen...

We pull up into Home Depot. Bob was mumbling something about not being able to find where they kept the WD-40 or some shit. I was just wandering behind him when I hear someone call my name.

"Elle Waller." They say and I turn. It was Will Cutter. Fuck... Gerard said he worked here. I totally forgot until I saw him.

"Oh Will hey." I say and I give him a small hug. Bob stops walking and looks over and kinda frowns. "Bob this is Will." I say introducing him.

"Oh Will." Bob says thinking a little bit. I'm not sure what Gerard told him about Will... "Yeah Gerard said you worked here." Bob adds and Will nods.

"So how are those locks working out for you?" Will says lowering his voice and stuffing his hands in to his pockets. I shrug a little. "You're not still having problems are you?-" He says and looks over at Bob a little concerned.

"No no." I say shrugging a little.

"And the paint?" He adds lowering his voice even more.

"No its fine Will. Thank you." I say a little roughly. I was still a little pissed about that whole day. How Gerard tried to exclude me like that...

"So what are you guys doing here?" He asks.

"Mmm some kinda oil." I say and Bob laughs.

Bob tells him what we need and he says to follow him down into the next aisle. "There ya go." He says and I reach up and pick up one of the smaller cans. "What happened to your hand?" Will asks and I pause... Fuck... oh wait he means my right hand with the band-aid. Not my left hand with the brace. I've gotten real good at covering the brace. Pulling my sleeve down all the way... Putting my coat over it and crap, so no one will see. I hate when people ask what happened...It's none of their fucking business...

"Oh uh my hamster bit me." I say and he laughs.

"You mean that fucking rat." Bob grumbles a little taking the can from me.

"Gus-Gus is not a rat Bob." I say swatting at him.

"I thought you weren't allowed to have pets." Will tells me and I laugh.

"Yeah that was when I was little but now I'm all grown up." I say flirting a little harmlessly with Will.

"You sure are Elle." Will says glancing over me quickly. Bob grabs my arm and pulls me a little.

"Lets go Elle, we still have to go to the supermarket." He says roughly.

"Oh all right. I'll see ya around Will." I say waving by to him. Bob just nodded a little and walked harshly up to the counter slamming the can down a little.

"What the fuck was that?" I tell him as we get back to my truck... Bob was driving again....of course....

"I just didn't like the way he was looking at you." He says starting the truck up.

I laughed a little. "Damn Bob the jealous husband look is hot on you." I say teasing him a little.

He kinda blushed. "I'm serious Elle." He tells me shaking his head a little. "He was checking you out." He says.

"And you'd know all about that huh?" I say lowering my voice a little.

"What's that suppose to mean?" He says his voice wavering a little.

"Nothing." I say sighing a little. I mean I only saw him looking at Laura. But Laura said she saw him and his 'wandering eye' and that he's a dog... but that just cant be true...

Bob looked like he was gonna say something but changed his mind. We didn't speak until the we got to the supermarket... Probably cause I was playing with the radio trying to figure out how to get the preset stations changed...

So Bob helped me in the supermarket, then we stopped at the gas station and then when we got back to my house he was helping me carry the groceries in... I figured I had just enough time to put them away, fix Gus Gus's wheel and change my clothes before going to Gerard's...

I was carrying a bunch of bags, but Bob had twice as many. I fiddled with the key in the lock. I still wasn't able to master this whole push and turn crap. Why couldn't he get me a regular lock. Like the one I had... You don't have to push the key... you just stick it in and turn...

I was cursing a little under my breath as I got the door unlocked. It swung open and I bent down and picked up the mail that was on the floor. Bob was behind me. I kinda glanced over and I could've swore he was looking at my ass... Maybe he is a dog? ... No he's just a guy... they can't help themselves. I sighed a little and tossed the mail on the table as Bob started emptying bags...

mmm... phone bill, trash... cable bill, that's paid so trash... mmm publishers clearing house sweepstakes...trash...the last envelope caught my eye. Mostly cause it was blank... No name no stamp... nothing... I held it up to the light...
Bob walked over and looked at it. "What the hell is that?" He asks me and I shrug as I tear it open. There was something inside.

I pull out the paper and open it up and read it.

"Tomorrow nights the night..." That's all it said. I frown and hold it out to Bob. He snatches it from me. I can feel my eyes welling up with tears.

"What does that mean Bob?" I ask and he just stared at the paper for a second with out saying anything.

"I don't know." He finally says and I start to cry.

"Elle don't cry nothings going to happen." He says hugging me, trying to comfort me. "Nothing is ever gonna happen to you I swear." He says rubbing my back as I sobbed into his shoulder.

I finally calmed down a little." Why don't you go lay down and take a nap okay. I'll put away all this shit." He says and I shake my head no. "Come on Elle." He sighs a little. "Here." He says taking a carrot from the bunch I bought. "Why don't you try to go feed this to Gus-Gus." He says and I smile.

"You've never called him that before." I say smiling a little. "You always call him a -"

"Fucking rat...I know." He smiles back. "Go head Elle." He nudges me..."I'll be right there okay." He says and I nod. I gripped the carrot tightly in my hand...Bob was trying to distract me... sending me to go feed Gus-Gus like that...fuck... can things get any worse?

I got down to the end of the hall and opened my door and could not believe my eyes... I screamed...louder than I've
ever screamed before...


Nothing could've prepared me for what I saw in my room...